*Frisk's POV*

Everything had gone to hell.

After I had said my two words, there was silence.

Before Asriel could get one word in, his lips curled into a sickly smirk that looked more like a satisfied snarl, and I felt nothing except the relief that he wasn't going to hurt me anymore.

Except it sickened me to realize that was his plan all along.

To break me.

At the time, I didn't care if he broke me.

I cared about nothing except getting out of there, getting fed, taken care of, growing stronger until I could finally feel myself have color instead of being thin and pale.

At the time, the thought sounded wonderful.

And I couldn't wait to get out of the numbing chains and into a bath where the blood would scrape off my body and into the water.

Though my chance never came.

Because at that moment, the unimaginable happened.

"Leah, if you would be so kind to show our Princess to her room and-" 

G punched Asriel so hard across the right side of his face I could feel speckles of blood as it splattered from his snout.

Overwhelmed with shock, I couldn't keep my eyes focused as G shoved Asriel into the wall and began to punch his stomach over and over with so much force all I could see was red covering Asriel's white fur.

Not realizing it, my eyes were wide, and my head pounded at the sound of Asriel's stomach caving in and the smell of blood that filled the room.

My shock didn't stop there, because at that moment Leah rushed over to me as if she knew just what to do, and she grabbed the keys to my chains.

"S-STOP-" Asriel tried to cry out as G punched harder and harder, his furious anger so powerful I almost felt it spark something inside me.

Though it didn't, and I felt as bland as usual.

Except with incredible and confused excitement and shock that tickled my veins.

"Leah!" G called to her through all the chaos, Asriel struggling to breath and fight back as G held his shoulder to the wall, punching, "TAKE THE GOODIE-GOODIE AND GET OUT!"

"B-But G the plan isn't ready! We still need-"

"I don't care! Get her out of here!" G continued on punching and Asriel held his stomach as he moved his body away from a punch, struggling his hardest to get away from G who was raging in anger.

Leah on the other hand, took her keys and whispered, "Yes sir," In a voice so terrified and strained, it shocked me even to see her this way.

That's when she shoved her keys into the holes, and twisted them until there was a satisfying click.

"NO!" Asriel raged, blood spitting from his mouth as I collapsed to the floor in weakness.

Oh I could feel the freedom as pins and needles through my arms.

I could feel my limp legs shake from their numbness and into a striking pain that I chose to ignore.

I felt my body drop against the cold stone, and felt my hair fall into my face with only the visual of Leah trying to help me up.

Though I heard the raging cries of Asriel as he stood up with his hand on his stomach, heaving for air.

His moment of rest was over quick, and G once again punched him across the face, sending Asriel to the floor with a sharp force.

Then he continued by sitting over Asriel so he couldn't get up, grabbing the collar of his dark cloak and yanking him up so each punch hit exactly on the bloody snout.

Fear ached me and so did bewilderment as Leah lifted me on her own, and helped me stand.

Even with my legs wobbling and my body shaking with weakness, I managed to keep my two feet against the shaking floor.

Was the floor shaking?

I couldn't tell, and my eyes felt hazed over with weakness as I watched Asriel being beaten by G, over and over.

How was he not knocked out yet?

Thinking hurt more then the fatigue in my limbs, and I leaned on Leah for support as she helped me drag through the cell door, opening it with some struggle.

There was a loud sound of bones cracking, and my head turned only slightly enough to see G upper punched by Asriel who then shoved off G and rolled on his side to hold his nose.

G was holding his chin and I watched as a drop of blood dripped from the hole in his hand, making me ache with the wish to help him.

Asriel's eyes turned to me with a fiery hatred that made his crystal blue eyes into sharp needles.

Pressing a button on his belt, a loud siren went through the Castle, and I groaned from the sound that haunted me when I thought of prison.

Leah began to panic, and I could tell when her head whipped to the side of each hall, trying to choose which way to go.

Then I let my head drop, my eyes now glancing back at G and Asriel.

The Damn Prince was standing up, and I watched him wipe the blood from his nose fiercely onto the white fur of his hands, his eyes still staring at me with pure hatred and anger.

What would happen if he caught me?

When was a better way to put it, and I trembled and tried to do something that would warn Leah, something that would make her aware that there were still people in the cell behind us.

Except my arms were already so weak, and my legs dragged on the floor like lifeless sacks of meat, and I felt limp with fear and fatigue.

It didn't seem to matter, because G jumped up and tackled Asriel to the ground again, each of them wrestling with each other to get a hold, each of them trying to find some way to hurt each other.

I almost told them to stop acting like five year olds but I was too afraid, and I was too weak I could only let out a small moaning sound that was like a cry for help.

Made me seem selfish a bit, crying for help when Leah was already beginning to drag me down the left hallway, her legs moving quickly despite my extra weight.

Then I realized, I wasn't much of an extra weight from how pale and thin I already was.

I wondered for a moment if I was like paper.

Though I tried to help for a moment by moving my legs, and the shooting pain was like static, and I winced at the feeling while I struggled to walk with Leah.

She didn't seem to enjoy my effort, but didn't protest as she dragged me along.

Soon the halls were filling with Crew members.

"I'm taking her somewhere safe!" Leah explained in a strong confident voice, as the guards looked at her strangely, "Something snapped in Prince G, and he's attacking Asriel!

Luckily, the guards wouldn't ask any further questions as they rushed down the hall and into the cell.

Even from where I was with my ears still ringing with the siren that blared, I could still hear G's cries of rage.

It was shocking, to me, how Leah still remained a commanding officer and strong speaker even though she was helping G the whole time.

Then I realized that she was improvising every word that came from her mouth, not truly knowing what to do or say.

Based on what I gathered, I tried to piece together what was going on, except my head was full of pain and weakness, that I could hardly think words.

More fear electrocuted me as I heard Asriel scream in anger, "SHE'S GETTING AWAY WITH THE PRINCESS! GET THEM!"

Any second the guards would come back down the hallway, and we would be caught.

It was that second, in fact, that the Crew began to run back down and try to get us.

Except Leah scrambled for her gun as if she had just remembered it, and she shot aimlessly at the members, hitting each one that ran.

As she shot, she was walking back slowly, holding me with one arm and a gun in the other.

I felt useless, like extra weight, except I couldn't hide how impressed I was with how well she was dealing with this.

Remembering her words of, 'Yes sir,' I thought about those times her and G had glanced at each other.

I thought about those times when I heard whispering at night.

Had they been plotting to get me out this whole time?

If Leah knew anything of justice, she would have jumped the opportunity of helping.

Or she was so loyal she couldn't stop but serve a Prince.

Even if it was taking the others life.

Early bird gets the worm right?

G must've been a very early bird, and I thought about how she said, '-the plan isn't ready!' and I wondered why it had taken them more then a month to figure it out.

Up the stairs Leah took me, and I could hear cries and shouts from bellow in the dungeon.

Finally, I was out.

Clear, true, sunlight flooded from the windows, and I could feel my skin tingle with the heat of it.

Real, clean air filled my lungs, and I smelt something like clean carpets instead of musty blood.

Carpet rubbed against my numb feet as Leah quickly continued to drag me down the hallway, panting slightly from the struggle.

Being free had never felt so good.

"Listen Frisk," She huffed, her head glancing behind us only once, "G? He planned this all out. He wanted to wait until the perfect moment for me to set you free secretly, where I would take you to Alphys for protection while he went against the Prince alone."

As she explained it to me, I was relieved I wouldn't have to think on my own to figure it out.

I was also glad because even if I tried, I could hardly think at all with my head pounding.

"One problem," She continued, turning down another empty hallway as she dragged me with urgent worry, "Alphys wasn't turning to G's side. She promised she wouldn't tell, but she chose to stay on Asriel's side."

Instead of feeling angry at her, or disappointed, I felt a little sad.

It was pitiful to me, and I felt sad that she was so afraid to turn sides.

So forgiving her gently in my head, I winced at the pain it gave me along with the still screeching siren.

"Each day G would try and convince her, and he was getting desperate. He tried everything, yet nothing worked, and you could notice how tense he was about it."

Hearing her recognize how he reacted to things made me feel a bit jealous, and I scorned myself for letting childish emotions play with me.

Until she said:

"He really cares about you, ya know?"

Nothing had ever been so shocking, or so beautiful to my ears.

There was a loud gun shot from downstairs, and I prayed with every fiber of my being that it wasn't G.

Then I realized that G could have stolen a gun and shot anyone.

He was very angry.

Still, the chances were slim, and I felt Leah move faster down the halls, making me curious to why they were so empty.

"W-where-?" I struggled to speak and it came out weaker as my body struggled to keep it's breath.

"Out of the Castle. That's another thing, G didn't know where to put you yet."

Dread filled me and I listened to footsteps that seemed to be in the same hall as us.

Good news, was that my limps began to feel better, and with weak effort, I could walk my legs a bit.

Except Leah was rushing, and my limp steps could hardly keep up with her.

"A-All of it," I coughed, feeling a pain in my throat, "Was a-an act?"

"G's a good actor isn't he?" Leah said with a slight smile as she took me into one of the rooms.

He certainly was.

We didn't know what or who's room we had entered, but we knew it was better then going out in the halls where Crew members were searching.

Yet it confused me to why she wasn't just taking me out of the Castle.

Before I needed to ask, Leah laid me on the red blankets and rushed over to the window that had the crimson curtains down and she said, "The exit is too far, we'll have to wait here until we know what's happened to G."

Thinking of G made my throat dry, and I struggled to swallow as I laid limply on the bed.

Still not knowing the owner of the room, my eyes glanced around at the furniture.

Some furniture wasn't needed, yet was still in for decoration.

The bed was quite large, and could fit two people if needed.

There was a large bookcase on the other side of the room that was full of cookbooks, and I caught a look of one of the titles.

"Snails- Volume 35."

It was a strange title to me, and I ignored it as my head weakly looked up to face Leah who was looking around as if something helpful would appear before her eyes.

While I watched her, I felt more feeling grow into my legs and arms, and numbly I sat up, feeling my body shake with weakness.

That's when one thought hit me, making my head hurt even though the room was silent.

A bed for two.

Books of cooking.

Secluded and quiet.

Realization was caught in my throat as I opened my mouth, looking at Leah with terror.

Though I didn't need to say anything.

Because at that moment:

King Asgore himself, walked into the room.

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A/N: IT HAS BEGUN.

AND I CAN NOT POST TOMORROW.

I AM SORRRYYYYYYYYY I CAN'T I'M SORRY I CAN'T PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!!!

I hope you guys liked the chappie.

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ANYWAY MISSING A DAY WILL BE ALRIGHT RIGHT?!

CAUSE THAT WAY SOME PEOPLE CAN CATCH UP... RIGHT?!

IM SORRY IM SORRY I'M SORRYYYYYYYYYYY!!!

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P.S what do ya guys think of Leah?

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